Luyện nghe bài hát Writing On The Wall

I came from work
And she was waiting at the
Had that bad day in her eyes

And I heard the sound of her little
the hardwood floor
And I down with my arms open wide

When I asked her had happened
She to our son and said
"Why you show your daddy what you've done"

And I could see the on the wall
of little hands
Picasso with a purple
And I tried to act
But I was smiling it all
'Cause I could see the writing on the wall,

It was the first day of
by the laundry door
Wondering how third grade so fast

I a ruler and a sharpie pen
And I drew the line more
So at how the time had passed

a backpack full of promise
And in her eyes
I my head just so she wouldn't see me cry

I could see the writing on the wall
It no matter how I tried
The pages of this life turning
a roller coaster ride
And even though I we had it all
I could see the on the wall

I got a cinematic
Playing pictures of the
Adding to the as we go

every day I'm learning
That tomorrow too fast
So, I'm holding on to the only way I
Yeah, yeah,

I can see the on the wall
It no matter how I tried
The pages of life keep turning
I can't the hands of time
though I knew we had it all
I can see the on the wall

Whoa, I can see the writing on the